The price I gladly pay
Basking in the sun they said would come,
I’m not really sure as my body is numb.
Cryogenic freezer that I call home
is brutally endured in my inaudible moan.
Frozen tears that broke off in March’s blizzard storm
what is sad is that is the norm.
April came and with it more snow
far from the house I see a faint glow.
Tons of the white stuff I throw to the side,
bright stakes along the way, so my road won’t hide.
A couple of hours is a small price to pay
but several times a day, my nerves start to fray.
The silence is grand and the travelers few
they hurry along with a welcomed adieu.
Now May is here, and the snow may soon stop
wonderful news as I’m about to drop.
Winter jacket I will keep by the door
just to remind me I have been here before.
I hide the snow shovel and big winter hat,
pretend it is springtime and throw myself flat.
Gaze up at the bright thing high in the sky
and feel the warmth, as my eyeballs fry.
Oh, what a journey these six months have been
I know it’s my karma for previous sins.
But I’ll gladly trek through it again next year,
cause I have never had my mind be so clear.
Peace and quiet, no price one could pay
to live in this wonderland, just one more day.